"If you actually think I'm going to ever take Nancy Reagan's advice, then it's like you don't know me at all." Not that she's a conspiracy nut or anything but Robin is pretty sure that there's got to be some kind of agenda if they're making it all about 'saying no' instead of actually doing something about there being drugs to say no to in the first place. Although maybe she should start believing in that kind of thing, given what she's seen.

"If it helps, here's what I already know. Eleven can move things with her mind. There's another dimension. It has monsters. And people keep thinking that trying to open it is a good idea." She raises her eyebrows, silently asking if that's about the jist of it.

Watching him and wondering what his wallet has to do with it, Robin pulls her legs up to her chest and wraps her arms around them. Not making herself small, exactly, just keeping herself a little bit protected. "We could let ourselves both off the hook. I'm not exactly having the best day either." Steve is right in that she wants answers but her normally dogged pursuit has lost some of its bark in the circumstances.